witness

this blue screen,
7/24 drawn curtains,
the changing air,
the increasing heartbeats,
the wooden floor,
our bare feet,
the music in the air,
the music in our ears,
the music in our veins,
our rhythm,
the recording machines
in our head,
the city
witnessed it all..

...

blanks,
yet no gaps,
it has always been hard to write about you,

...

we did so much
we have so much left to do,
so much left to do..